He Agrees

James looks at Amy for a moment. There she was stood there in just her bra and panties and the near see-thru shirt and he tried to fight down the images.

"Um... Sure...." he says slowly, trying to stuff his cock back into his Y-Fronts before slipping off his shoes and jeans. "Um... Why?"

"Because I want to get the fuck out of here," Amy tells him, "and I can't do that in my underwear."

"Wait, then what am I supposed to do?" James suddenly asks, his jeans in his hand.

"Like I care," Amy simply says, holding out her hand.